My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 217 Chaos
At night, at the Zizhu Club in Xinchou District.

"Are the seven Wu brothers so arrogant?" Zhang Tu'an frowned.

"Extremely arrogant!" Ding Wu was still furious.

“Send people to gather information about them,” Zhang Tu said calmly after thinking for a moment, “especially information about the lower academy disciples who are under their control.”

"Boss, are we going to take them down?!" Ding Wu exclaimed excitedly.

"Can you handle them?" Zhang Tu'an asked calmly.

Recalling Zheng Jinbiao's fierce demeanor, Ding Wu shook his head with a grim expression.

"Let's see what enemies they have. Let them keep busy for now," Zhang Tu'an said calmly.

“We need time to build up our strength.” Zhang Tu’an glanced at Ding Wu.

"Only with sufficient strength can we uproot them completely."

"Understood!" Ding Wu's lips curled up. As long as this group of people made it onto the boss's list, that was fine.

We'll bring these people down sooner or later!
The two were discussing how to make the Purple Bamboo Association profitable.

A man in a gray shirt and shorts rushed into the main hall.

"Boss, Zheng Jin of the Seven Brothers of Wushan is dead. They say... they say Brother Ding Wu killed him!"

"They sent someone over there to deliver a message, wanting to meet with the boss to demand an explanation."

Ding Wu was suddenly startled: "Impossible!"

Zhang Tu'an's expression changed.

Ding Wu got tricked!

Is it to deal with the Purple Bamboo Society, or the Seven Brothers of Wushan?
Quick-thinking, Zhang Tu'an steadied himself: "Don't panic!"

"The fact that they want to meet and demand an explanation means there is still room for negotiation."

As he said this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Is the other party also suspecting this is a trap?
"Let them decide on the time and place, and I will definitely keep the appointment." Zhang Tu'an waved to dismiss the person who came.

"Boss!" Ding Wu said anxiously.

"No rush," Zhang Tu'an said thoughtfully. "This isn't necessarily a bad thing."

"They weren't in a hurry to retaliate, and we certainly didn't do it."

"A meeting might not only be harmless, but could even become an opportunity for us to cooperate."

Zhang Tu'an pondered carefully, and a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind.

"They've set their sights on members of the Purple Bamboo Society."

"I was just thinking about how to make Zizhu Association profitable, and here it is!"

"Boss, do you mean we should do it like the Seven Brothers of Wushan?" Ding Wu whispered.

“No, wouldn’t it be better to just rent the people to the seven Wu brothers and collect the money without lifting a finger?” Zhang Tu’an smirked.

"Would those people below agree?" Ding Wu asked, puzzled.

"Let the seven Wu brothers come forward to coerce us, and then we'll symbolically try to gain some benefits."

"In reality, it was just a play put on by the seven Wu brothers."

"One plays the good cop, the other the bad cop; if they're told to go east, they can't go west!"

Ding Wu was overjoyed: "Boss Ying..."

puff!
With a soft sound, the smile on Ding Wu's face froze instantly.

A round hole suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.

Red and white sprays immediately covered Zhang Tu'an's face.

Zhang Tu'an instinctively pressed his hand to his waist and rapidly recited the difficult, low incantation.

A semi-transparent, shimmering white light suddenly enveloped it.

Almost instantly, a black and red pellet the size of a soybean appeared in front of the light shield.

boom!
A dull sound, like a wooden stick striking water, rang out.

The light shield immediately rippled.

Looking at the shattered bullet so close to his eyes, Zhang Tu'an breathed a huge sigh of relief: "Just a little bit more!"

His face immediately turned pale, and he looked around but found no one there.

Zhang Tu'an regained his composure. "Friend, would you please show yourself? Let's discuss any conflicts face to face!"

boom!
His answer was yet another black and red bullet.

"found it!"

Almost instantly, Zhang Tu'an waved his hand, and a burst of spiritual energy suddenly flew out, instantly transforming into a large black net, which then shot towards the window.

Then, like octopus tentacles, it quickly enveloped an area and shrunk into a circle.

hum!
Long wisps of black smoke appeared, swirling beneath the black net.

The black net, which had been tightening like a living thing, stretched into a three-meter-diameter tuft. Chen Mu's figure appeared and disappeared amidst the black smoke.

"Who are you?" Zhang Tu'an glanced at the stable spiritual light, his expression calm.

boom!
Another bullet struck the light.

"Heh...it seems you don't recognize the Spirit Light Talisman." Zhang Tu'an chuckled. "Unless you have the means to sense the light, don't even think about breaking through this layer of light."

Instead of wasting your energy, you might as well talk to me.

"If we can turn enemies into friends, perhaps we can even share a drink and have a good time together." Zhang Tu'an said with a smile, but suddenly the five fingers of his right hand curled into a claw.

The black netting that enveloped Chen Mu suddenly tightened its grip, shrinking from a diameter of three meters to two and a half meters.

Zhang Tu'an's lips curled up: "Now, can we talk?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched his right fist tightly.

The silken net instantly grew to a diameter of two meters, and the black smoke was compressed to its limit.

Chen Mu glanced at the floor, which had been cut into pieces by black wire mesh.

Then he looked up at the black mesh line so close to him.

Surprisingly, I felt no fear at all.

He even felt that the net formed by the Jade Seed Secret Technique before him was like paper, utterly incapable of causing him any harm.

He reached out and grabbed the net above his head.

A cutting and binding sensation came over me, but I felt no pain at all.

There wasn't even a hint of charisma on the surface of his palm.

Boom boom boom…

It was as if a taut rope had snapped.

Chen Mu grabbed the silk net with both hands and easily tore it in half.

Looking at the perfectly intact, fair hand, a strand of silver thread was faintly visible beneath the skin.

"This is the true manifestation of the Spirit Armor Technique?!" Chen Mu suddenly realized.

The power of the Cloud Mirage Form Refinement Technique, integrated into his body, did not disappear. Rather, it subtly altered his physique.

Its skin defense alone already exceeds the limits of the Jade Seed Secret Technique.

Someone actually managed to tear apart the Five Yin Black Fiend Net with their bare hands?
escape!
Zhang Tu'an's pupils suddenly contracted, and he immediately fled towards the nearby window. But he had only just lifted his foot...

bang bang bang...

A barrage of sand-laden raindrops rained down.

The protective aura was immediately rippled by the impact.

Zhang Tu'an himself was also shaken back by the enormous impact.

What shocked him the most was...

As the projectile shattered upon impact, a faint black halo appeared on the ball of spiritual light.

It's like a drop of ink falling into a net.

As the ink spread, the seemingly indestructible ball of light became increasingly soft, much like a plastic shell that had been baked by high temperatures.

The continuous stream of black and red bullets pulled the spiritual light inward, forming long, thin spikes that were about to reach Zhang Tu'an.

"Stop! I'll give you anything you want!" He could no longer maintain his composure and shouted in terror.

His entire being exuded a powerful aura, forming a thick layer that blocked his path.

next moment.

When stretched to its limit, the tip of the spike faintly revealed a black and red spot.

Boo!
Like bubbles bursting, a series of sand-filled projectiles broke through the aura.

Puff puff……

Almost instantly, Zhang Tu'an was riddled with bullets.

His desperately gathered defensive power was like a piece of paper, easily pierced.

"I just want your life." Chen Mu looked calmly at Zhang Tu'an.

It's all your fault for causing me trouble.

"Five Ghosts Moving Mountains!"

Zhang Tu'an and Ding Wu's physical forms were instantly devoured.

Chen Mu's figure flashed and he quickly disappeared.

With Zheng Jin dead and Zhang Tuan and Ding Wu missing, a conflict between the Zizhu Society and the Seven Brothers of Wushan is inevitable, and small-scale chaos is almost unavoidable.

But all of this has nothing to do with Chen Mu.

No one would believe that this matter is related to an honest man who quietly farms.

(End of this chapter)